Where are we going tonight?
You haven't read the bottom of the coffee mug.
In the darkness, there is silk
and in our dreams that which doesn't exist.
I'm wearing the same perfume I wore that one time
when the night was still long and slower.
How many spins do we take before one caress?
I've held even more in abeyance the hearts of those who wait.
When I enter
your world, the pavement fractures.
I see every moment shattering.
I can't explain to you what I feel,
what I feel!
I chew many words!
Turn the radio up to the max!
Dancing barefooted is a classic
just as singing badly is.
Even silver rusts
like a pearl inside an oyster,
but a kiss is an electric current.
It's a copper thread that turns into silk... silk.
It's a copper thread that turns into silk... silk.
Where are we going tonight?
I've looked for you but I don't know why.
Perhaps it's true, I create confusion, you've no faults.
Every little insecurity of mine becomes big.
The words of love are light like bubbles
and we intertwine our hands to say them louder, louder.
When I enter
your world, the pavement fractures.
I see every moment shattering.
I can't explain to you what I feel,
what I feel!
I chew many words!
Turn the radio up to the max!
Dancing barefooted is a classic
just as singing badly is.
Even silver rusts
like a pearl inside an oyster,
but a kiss is an electric current.
It's a copper thread that turns into silk... silk.
It's a copper thread that turns into silk... silk.
It's a copper thread that turns into silk.
I chew many words!
Turn the radio up to the max!
Dancing barefooted is a classic
just as singing badly is.
Even silver rusts
like a pearl inside an oyster,
but a kiss is an electric current.
It's a copper thread that turns into silk... silk.
It's a copper thread that turns into silk... silk.
It's a copper thread that turns into silk... silk.
It's a copper thread that turns into silk.